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@shotgund Boop’d

                    sometimes he wonders if they can ever take a break, ever just STOP. its a fleeting thought, never last longer then a second and he feels guilty ever having it. all he has to do is look outside and the reality hits him like a brick. people are suffering, dying, and it’s now their job to help them, to save them.                      but sometimes he WANTS to go back to those army days, when he first met gabe and nothing was this intense and pressuring. yet all it takes is a loud noise, a bang he isn’t expecting and he’s reminded of every damn reason why those days are gone and need to stay gone. war isn’t something to wish for or want. it’s horrific. there’s too many losses and never enough gained. no one is satisfied until the flags are drawn and a fake peace sets in until the next radical movement.                     but then he sees gabe and maybe this is okay. maybe just being them, holding their titles proudly is fine. maybe this is the best days and he’ll look back at them longingly and feel guilty that he ever wanted otherwise. “ you’re late; nice of you to join us sleeping beauty. ”